I'm just giving you a basic idea of what Stephen has shared with me." I don't know what to do. I don't know how things got this way." Stephen said it ...eems like you're mad at him all the time. Does that ring true at all?" Yes, lately. I don't know if I've been more mad at Stephen or myself, though." Well, why are mad at Stephen? And, why are you mad at yourself?" Oh, it's so complicated, Carly. Things were just so different before we got married. Everything was relaxed and fun. We played around. My husband then sat on the edge of the bed playing with my enlarged clitoris for what seemed like an hour and I had to keep myself from reaching an orgasm right away. Then all of a sudden, I felt his fingers stop and knew something was about to happen. Then he got off the bed and I soon felt his penis rubbing around my lips which told me someone was watching outside. Luckily I could see just enough under my blindfold where I saw someone up next to the window looking in. The drapes were open. "I am Brandon's black cock slut and he is my master."I heard Bull laugh. "Sounds like you have her just where you want her buddy. But let's get this show on the road. I really do need to get a nut."I felt my blouse being unbuttoned, my arms were lowered so it could be removed from me. Without being instructed I put my hands back up behind my head. Now I was standing in front of a strange man I could not see with no top and a short skirt that showed off the top of my hose. I must have really. .," Mia said trying to recall the name on the trophy."Jenna Michaels, but you can call me Mistress," she said as she flexed the crop for show."What?! No! I am not doing this!" Oh you can leave but if you do I release the video." You'd go to jail for blackmail!" Mia argued."And you'd lose not just your job, but your entire teaching career, and go to jail for prostitution. You know what? Go ahead, maybe we'll be cellies and I'll make you my bitch on the inside instead of my slave on the outside.".